Stephanie Pell
The cake was beautiful. My friend was radiant. Gaza was burning.
Lilith staff members share where the shofar is calling them to take action in 5786.
We are transformed by the weight of what we can no longer pretend not to see.
A wartime dispatch from Elana Sztokman
Since Oct. 7, I have been struggling, like so many Jews, to articulate my response to the Israel/Gaza/Palestinian conflict and how to talk about it.
Throughout this unspeakably long year, I have felt so many things — fear, horror, helplessness, rage, indignation, despair, desperation, isolation, loneliness — and now, finally, it has settled in my chest and belly as an ocean of grief.
Historically, Jews have dealt with so much violence, discrimination, and hate enacted by outside forces: we cannot afford to inflict pain against each other. And perhaps–that’s why we inflict pain against each other?